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My Adorable Apotheosis: Don't Look Back, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!

My Adorable Apotheosis: Don
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by: Kirsten Hacker
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Publication Date: May 27, 2018
Book Size: 5" x 8"
Pages: 306
Binding: Perfect Bound
Color: Black and White
ISBN: 9781982966386
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Book Synopsis
Follow Alix down the rabbit hole and watch her struggle to hold on to her identity as she is tormented by a mad machine. This fun and contrarian novel is full of fireworks which will make you think about the strange, the unusual, and the unexpected consequences of our quest for civilization and knowledge. You've lost your focus? Well, I have a plan for it. There is a secret ingredient. Aren't you curious?
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Richard Benish
Posted: January 13, 2019
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Kirsten Hacker’s first novel is a much-needed tour de force of iconoclasm. Often hilarious, sometimes cynical, Hacker wraps her mostly dystopian story in metaphor and fantasy that frequently and openly borrows from Lewis Carroll and other literary giants. Setting it apart from other sci-fi fantasy literature, however, is the reality that inspired it: High-budget experimental physics—especially as experienced by a woman in the field.

Alix, the story’s protagonist, is the first person narrator. This becomes tricky as personalities and their “timelines” split and get woven back again (or not). One does not immediately see this taking place, but by the end it all gets resolved well-enough—in a splintered timeline kind of way.

The debt to Lewis Carroll is already evident in the character’s name, Alix, and by the underground setting. Alix’s work is focused on “the machine,” the heart of a complex of subterranean structures and dwellings. Especially entertaining are the nick-of-time appearances of the guardian angel-like character, Chess, the magical cat whose awkward laugh showed “too many teeth.”

At the writers’ forum, Medium.com Hacker has posted a piece wherein she identifies with the character, Kimmy, in the TV series, The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt:

“Like Kimmy . . . I know what it feels like when something snaps inside of you and nothing will ever be the same. After I had spent 20 years studying physics, I stepped out of a metaphorical bunker . . . All I knew was that I needed to fully disengage from the machine I had been a part of.”

Hacker’s novel-writing experience is her admittedly cathartic response, to tell the story of her entrapment and ultimate escape.

The importance of the novel’s message is bolstered by Hacker’s undeniable prowess as a physicist. She is pictured accepting a prestigious award (Faraday Cup) at this link:

https://faraday-cup.com/2010_Faraday_Cup_Winner.html

and her published scientific work can be found by Googling.

The novel contains a few extended passages that dwell on famous, though abstract theories and the remaining puzzles that surround and permeate them, in humanity’s efforts to understand the physical world. I have found these passages as relevant and entertaining as the rest of the book. The relevance stems from what Hacker clearly appreciates as the tentativeness or even flimsiness of theories or experimental claims that are widely regarded as being firmly established. Hacker is skeptical and insistent on testing theories with empirical evidence. That part of her, I suspect, will never snap.

I hadn’t heard of Hacker’s alter-ego Kimmy Schmidt before seeing Hacker’s Medium.com piece wherein she makes the connection. I’ve since viewed several episodes. The theme song that opens the show seems to capture not only the spirit of Kimmy, but also of Hacker: “Unbreakable, [she’s] alive, damnit!” And like Kimmy, Hacker is really funny, too! “No one could not agree.”
About The Author
Dr. Kirsten Hacker spent 20 years studying physics before quitting in exasperation. This novel expresses her anxiety about the trauma of our never ending quest for civilization and technology. What is it doing to us? When is it ever enough? Where do we find meaning in the world we are creating?